The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 677 Cannon Fodder
The squad leader was unwilling but powerless to stop it, because they were indeed one of the worst-performing squads in terms of overall evaluation. The other five squads were also driven down to serve as the "forwards"... well, to put it bluntly, cannon fodder in this battle.

Seeing the mech formation rumbling towards them again in the distance, the "vanguard" who had been forced into the task had little time for sentimentality. Everyone was busy equipping themselves, preparing for a final struggle.

After all, even if they were determined to use them as cannon fodder, they couldn't really let them fight bare-chested. From a humanitarian perspective, they would definitely need to provide them with some supplies, but they couldn't give too much to a group of pawns destined to be sacrificed. So in the end, they threw them out... Yes, those people probably didn't even open the door for fear of complications and just roughly dumped a bunch of useless things on them.

It has a little bit of everything, and it's useful in all sorts of situations, but it lacks anything crucial for saving lives or defending against enemies in critical moments. It feels like they just threw a bunch of garbage down there to appease them.

Even those low-level staff who didn't actually have much access to resources could clearly sense this perfunctory attitude. Not to mention professionals like Jiang Hui, who could tell at a glance that these were just scraps thrown down from above that were of no use and couldn't be of any use.

The faces of the nearby squad leaders immediately turned ugly. Well... although they were already ugly enough, the current situation was more like tearing off the thin layer of skin between them and the people above.

"What are those guys trying to do? Are they trying to force us? What good do they think forcing us like this will do? Believe me, I'll surrender right here and now..."

Hey, does this guy know what he's saying? In his anger, he blurted out something that was practically taboo, which could get them killed.

Seeing that the other person was about to say something, the squad leader who was supposed to be in charge of him acted decisively, grabbed the other person's shoulder and slapped him to cover his mouth and eyes.

The squad leader was a tall and strong soldier. Although he wasn't as good as 011 or Jiang Hui, anyone who could be a squad leader had some skills. He could easily take down this outspoken guy with one punch, and suppressing him was like catching a chick.

"If you don't want to stay here, you should leave as soon as possible. Don't cause trouble and make things difficult for others..." Someone said condescendingly, word by word, "If you can't bring yourself to do it, there are plenty of people willing to help you get out of this mess. But that's probably not the method you want to see."

After all, injuries sustained during the unified entrance examination won't actually carry over into reality. But once a candidate enters the system and connects to their intuition... the pain inside will be felt outside just as much, with only a slight reduction.

Of course, the reason why everyone avoids the topic of rebellion is not only because they are afraid of being eliminated and it will also have a significant impact on their real lives, but also because they know that neither 2856 nor 011 can tolerate traitors.

Having heard too much about 011's "cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots" tactics, let's talk about their own side. They've personally witnessed Yara deal with a traitor... Don't think this is just a mock exam; outside of this place, the world is vast, and no one can truly punish anyone else. However, the traitor's state and gaze before disappearing into the virtual space made them truly believe that even if he were to leave, he would probably need a long period of recuperation.

Only then did the person who had been spouting nonsense realize what he had just said, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The squad leader figured the other man had finally come to his senses, but he had no intention of comforting him. He coldly said, "If you're really not happy about this, then show us your true abilities. We're standing here today not for anything else, but because we're weak—" "Here, weakness is the original sin, and the strong rightfully rule everything. If you're really not satisfied, then please come to the front. It's not too late to set the rules when you have enough ability. When you truly succeed, you won't have to fear anyone." The squad leader, whose brows still showed a hint of honesty, murmured, seemingly trying to convince himself.

The man was speechless. If he really had any skills, he wouldn't be at the bottom of this tower. He could probably have survived for a while under the protection of the upper tower, instead of being pushed out as cannon fodder like this.

The man looked rather ashen. The others could tell from his expression that he was a man who had the guts to talk but not the guts to act. He was just venting his useless emotions; he was nothing but a coward.

After slapping the other man hard on the back of the head a few times, the squad leader ruthlessly pushed him away, leaving him to calm down on the cold ground.

Then he didn't have time to keep nagging like that. He called on the others to quickly pick out usable supplies and equip themselves, otherwise it would be too late when the enemy actually reached the defensive line. Although the supplies weren't very good, at least they could be used for self-defense.

This interruption exposed the bloody truth, causing everyone present to feel uneasy, and the pretense of peace that had just been maintained completely collapsed.

Jiang Hui glanced thoughtfully at the squad leader and his group, who were huddled together with tense expressions, then calmly picked up the barely usable supplies scattered on the ground. Although it looked like he was doing it casually, his hands and eyes were actually quite fast, and he quickly assembled a makeshift suit of armor from the scraps of supplies.

Those who were quick-witted immediately understood and followed suit with their equipment, thus bringing the panicked team back on track.

The squad leader and his companions watched Jiang Hui's actions with a bitter feeling in their hearts. Indeed… as team leaders, they, mere mortals, were vastly different from those in power. Despite having similar conditions and resources, Jiang Hui was adept at navigating the complexities of the situation, knowing exactly what to do and how to maximize his benefits.

That person, just someone randomly selected from the team, could calmly handle various situations without being affected by external uncertainties. On the contrary, their own people were fighting amongst themselves in their own territory—it was truly shameful. Even when treated as expendable pawns, the team leaders still consciously fought for their current faction.

Jiang Hui didn't care whether these people learned from her or paid attention to her. She had too many things to think about, and now that things had come to this point, it was truly a case of "the arrow on the bowstring had to be released."

Fortunately, although things weren't exactly going according to her plan, they weren't far off. She was very close to reaching the step she had envisioned... So at this point, Jiang Hui still had a little patience and the will to play along with this group of people, to take things a little roundabout, and maybe there would be some unexpected developments.

While diligently equipping himself and pretending to be just an ordinary soldier, the person was unaware of how ruthless his thoughts were at that moment.

(End of this chapter)